Listen—You’re Wasting Energy Trying to Solve Two Impossible Puzzles at Once
You’re not broken. You’re just fighting a war with both hands tied behind your back. Being alone stings like a razor blade. Being near people feels like watching strangers dance at a funeral. You’re stuck thinking, "Either way, I lose." Not true. You just haven’t got the tools to cut the knot.
Depression Isn’t Just a Feeling—It’s a Cage You Didn’t Build
Your brain’s wired like a car running on fumes but trying to race a rocket. Every symptom you list—numbness, crying fits, avoidance—it’s not about "not trying hard enough." Your nervous system’s in survival mode. You think it’s weakness. It’s not. It’s your body screaming, "Help me before this fire burns out completely," and you’re treating it like a bad day at the grocery store.
Quit Pretending You Hate People
You don’t hate people. You hate the way your brain treats you when you’re near them. You picture socializing as this big scam where you’re gonna fake laugh, fake care, and get ghosted anyway. That’s not how it has to be. But you won’t fix it by burying your head deeper in Netflix. That’s just building a bunker for the storm.
Here’s the Raw Truth:
Professional help isn’t a last resort. It’s your first damn step. You think talking to someone is "too much work"? Try walking with a bullet in your leg. Antidepressants? Therapy? That’s not magic. It’s not "hocus pocus." It’s like fixing a broken engine—sometimes you need a mechanic, not a self-help video.
Stop Playing "Not Interested" as a Survival Tactic
You think pretending not to care protects you? It’s the equivalent of walking into a minefield wearing a neon sign: "Hey, bombs, hit me anywhere but the heart." You ghost people, you push them off a cliff, and then you feel guilty. But you don’t fix it. You just build another excuse to keep everyone away.
You’re Not a Sociopath. You’re a Trauma Survival Kit.
"I don’t feel things like others." Bullshit. You feel them so deeply you’ve built walls seven feet thick. Your mom’s trash-talked women for 29 years? Yeah, that’s not your "lack of empathy." That’s a brick house of self-preservation. You’re not broken. You’re just running on a battery that’s been leaking for decades.
Friendship Isn’t a Transaction. It’s a Contract
You want to know how to keep people around? Stop acting like a ghost who only shows up when it’s convenient. It’s not about "making effort." It’s about showing up, consistently, even when you don’t want to. People don’t like being treated like disposable. You’re trying to run a business with no inventory. No one buys from an empty store.
Dating Isn’t About You, Asshole
You’re asking, "Should I date?" while pretending it’s just another hobby. Stop with the intellectualizing and start looking at the damn map. What do you really want from a relationship? Fun? Sex? Validation? Your partner is gonna ask: "Do you want this?" and if you answer half-baked, you’re setting yourself up to ghost them—and feel guilty doing it. Again.
Here’s the Kick to the Crotch:
People want to feel seen. Not mimicked. Not scripted. You can fake caring until you vomit. It won’t matter. Real connection isn’t a performance. It’s two people not running when the lights go out. If you can’t give that—cool. Go find people who want the same shallow game. But don’t lie to yourself and call it "enlightened self-interest.
Fix the Damn Hole First
You don’t need a self-help pyramid scheme. You need a drill sergeant. Call someone. Now. Therapy or meds—pick one. You think it’s time consuming? Try spending three hours a week feeling like a corpse. No one wants to die hating themselves. So trade that numb, empty loneliness for a real shot at not being a ghost for the rest of your life.